Waste Synthesis: Starting from Picking Up Garbage to Become Immortal

"A top-grade mortal-level dagger must be worth at least 100,000 spirit coins, but I only spent 40,000 spirit coins to gamble it out, and I made a killing!"

Song Tianming's adrenaline surged, and he felt as comfortable as if he had ascended to heaven.

"It is indeed a top-grade mortal-level dagger, it can cut through hair and iron like mud, and there is no sound when it is swung. If it suddenly stabs, I'm afraid even a flawless mortal-level body cultivator can't handle it."

Song Tianming played with the ghost in his hand, and couldn't let it go. Then he put it in his cuffs, ready to go at any time.

Immediately afterwards, Song Tianming took out ten god-protecting talismans, ten soul-soothing pills, and two soul-soothing mirrors, and began to synthesize them.

The success rate of synthesizing special types of talismans, pills, and weapons is not high.

Ten god-protecting talismans only produced one top-grade god-protecting talisman and one mid-grade god-protecting talisman.

Ten soul-soothing pills only produced one top-grade soul-soothing pill.

As for the dozens of ordinary-grade top-grade talismans, Song Tianming also took out most of them to synthesize, and finally synthesized a ordinary-grade top-grade talisman - the Sky-Splitting Talisman.

After the killing weapon was fully prepared, Song Tianming looked at the three martial arts again.

The poison drinking technique was indeed simple, and Song Tianming mastered the basic operation method in an hour.

Of course, whether it can succeed in the end depends on luck.

"I have a top-grade detoxification pill, so there is no need to worry too much if something goes wrong."

Needless to say, the ordinary-grade martial arts - Snake Subduing Palm, Song Tianming has learned a lot through Song Changsong's acquired martial arts seal.

The rest of the time, Song Tianming was thinking about another ordinary-grade lower-grade martial arts - Subduing Tiger Fist.

In addition to learning Subduing Tiger Fist, Song Tianming also tried to practice the physical method of the physical training.

Although there are various disadvantages to practicing both, there are also immediate benefits, doubling the combat power.

The physical realm of the physical realm is called the Tempering Realm, building a foundation and consolidating the foundation.

Song Tianming referred to the method, swallowed several low-grade body-tempering pills seized from the Li family's war servants, and soaked in a special body-tempering potion, but apart from muscle soreness, his body did not improve.

The body-tempering sutra said that if one does not have top-level talent, one can take three other paths.

First, swallow pills and soak in medicine. Ten years can reach the initial stage of body tempering, fifteen years can reach the middle stage of body tempering, and twenty years can reach the late stage of body tempering.

Song Tianming shook his head, it was too slow, and then continued to look at one.

Second, fight an unbeatable enemy, experience a catastrophe of certain death, and force the body with an extreme environment. Do this ten times, and the body tempering will be complete.

Song Tianming still shook his head. Ten times of certain death, even the genius of a thousand-year-old sect can't stand it!

Third, use the essence and blood of powerful creatures to temper the body and improve talent.

Song Tianming frowned. He had a drop of ordinary-grade essence and blood, and he didn't know if he could meet the conditions.

However, there is a note below the third item, at least one hundred drops of mortal-grade blood essence are needed to improve physical talent!

Of course, if conditions permit, using one hundred drops of mortal-grade blood essence can achieve the best effect.

Song Tianming was furious and almost tore the body-building book to pieces.

One hundred drops of mortal-grade blood essence are needed, which is really embarrassing. I am afraid that only the sons of those hundred-year-old clans or the outstanding people of the thousand-year-old clans have such resources.

Huo Yi came to the door just after dawn.

"My dear disciple, you are still practicing, your perseverance is commendable, but I have something important to do today, come with me!"

"Okay, Master Huo."

Song Tianming packed his bag with a smile, then put on a big sack backpack and followed Huo Yi closely.

On the way, Song Tianming and Huo Yi had a good chat and exchanged various alchemy experiences. Of course, most of them were asked by Song Tianming. In the eyes of outsiders, the two of them looked like a scene of a kind master and a filial disciple.

After the two walked out of Starry Night City, they walked another ten miles before arriving at the Falling Moon Mountains.

It is said that the Falling Moon Mountains are the product of the falling of star fragments. They are endless and undulating. They are buried with extraordinary minerals and grow rare and precious medicines. With resources everywhere, as long as you are lucky, it is not a dream to become rich overnight.

At the same time, the Falling Moon Mountains are also full of fierce beasts, demon beasts and monsters, which are extremely dangerous. Even the Xuan Realm cultivators can hardly escape from the restricted areas deep inside.

Of course, Song Tianming and Huo Yi walked in the outer area, which was not very dangerous. The few ordinary middle-grade fierce beasts that appeared were easily killed by Huo Yi.

Song Tianming was very leisurely. He carried a linen backpack and followed behind him silently, observing Huo Yi's fighting style.

As a Shinto monk, Huo Yi's attack method is mainly based on supernatural powers. His moves are invisible and specialize in the enemy's consciousness. A look or a thought can shatter the enemy's brain.

However, occasionally encountering a fierce beast with a strong spirit, Huo Yi will pat the green gourd on his waist to defend against the enemy with the weapon.

The green gourd in Huo Yi's hand was powerful, and the flames it spewed out easily burned to death a giant bear of the upper grade of the mortal class.

Occasionally, Song Tianming would secretly throw a few beast corpses into the golden giant tripod when Huo Yi was not paying attention, and decompose some beast materials and a few drops of blood.

But strangely, none of these beasts of the middle grade of the mortal class exploded with marks.

Occasionally, when encountering beasts of the lower grade of the mortal class, Song Tianming would roll up his sleeves and volunteer.

In order to test Song Tianming's bottom, Huo Yi also agreed with a smile.

Song Tianming was fighting a red wild boar named Blood Pig, with big arms and thick waist and a sturdy body.

Roar!

The Blood Pig plowed the ground and exhaled, and then rushed towards Song Tianming like a blood shadow, its momentum was like a big river, unstoppable.

Song Tianming was unable to use many tricks under Huo Yi's watch. He could only circulate the spiritual power in his bones and pour it into his hands, then perform the Subduing Tiger Fist, attacking the blood pig head fiercely.

Bang!

This punch had no effect. Song Tianming was instead knocked several meters away and fell very badly.

Huo Yi was puzzled. Song Tianming was too weak, but how did he crush Song Changsong's neck with one move?

A sneak attack?

At this time, Huo Yi's fear of Song Tianming was reduced by 70%.

Boom!

Song Tianming stood up and punched the blood pig's side, knocking it over.

However, when he took advantage of the victory, the blood pig also rolled and moved, like a huge mountain pressing down on him.

Song Tianming's eyes changed, and his footsteps exploded instantly, and he barely avoided the suppression of the blood pig.

At this time, Huo Yi couldn't stand it anymore and pointed out: "The beast is strong in brute force, but weak in change. You must make good use of your steps and attack it by surprise."

Huo Yi's words directly woke up Song Tianming.

Song Tianming stepped on the seven stars and moved in small steps, like a gust of wind. While circling around the blood pig, he also hit its side with the crouching tiger fist.

After ten punches, the blood pig's abdomen was smashed open, and its internal organs flowed with blood. The huge monster finally fell down.

Song Tianming wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and kept smacking his lips. His first fight was a bad performance.

Huo Yi shook his head and commented: "Disciple, your punches have lost too much power. Let me show you how the real Fu Hu Fist works!"

As he spoke, Huo Yi attracted a blood pig of the middle grade of the mortal level. His figure was like a ghost. In an instant, he threw seven punches. His punches were clean and neat, without any dragging. Each punch triggered a tiger roar and hit the blood pig's weak defense point.

After seven punches, the blood pig bled from all seven orifices and fell to the ground, which stunned Song Tianming.